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nothing good could come of it.
     

C HAPTER F OUR

    “...depends on how much.”
    “It depends on who created it.”
    Skye heard the voices, but she didn’t recognize them. Her head pounded with every beat of her heart, making her a little nauseous. She tried to remain still and take stock of things. Especially since she didn’t remember leaving the Viper’s Nest.
    “She’s waking,” said a male voice.
    “About time,” came a throaty female reply.
    Skye didn’t know how people could wake up and remain perfectly still. She had to move. Perhaps it was a learned trait that spies and military people were taught. Though, at this moment, she would have preferred to remain still and learn more about where she was and who was with her.
    She opened her eyes and immediately turned her head away from the lamplight that blinded her. Covering her eyes with her hand, she blinked and let things come into focus.
    “There you are,” came a friendly female voice.
    Skye looked up to see a woman with long dark hair and bright blue eyes leaning over the back of the couch and smiling down at her.
    “You took quite a fall,” she continued.
    Skye licked her dry lips. She couldn’t remember falling. Hell, she couldn’t remember much of anything other than sitting in the bar and realizing that Matthew was gone. The bastard.
    He’d left her!
    Fury spiked through her. She sat up, immediately grabbing her head as the pounding intensified. Her stomach rolled violently.
    The couch dipped next to her as the same female said, “Here, this will help.”
    Skye looked down to see two aspirin in the palm of the woman’s hand. Since she couldn’t think straight with her head hurting so bad, Skye accepted the pills and tossed them in her mouth.
    Next, a tall glass of iced tea was put in front of her. Skye took it and drank deeply, loving the taste of the sweet tea as she swallowed the pills.
    “Where am I?” she asked. With her elbow braced on her thigh, she carefully lowered her head into her hand. Her voice sounded hoarse, weak. How she hated that.
    “Safe,” replied the woman. “I’m Riley, by the way.”
    Skye turned her head to look at Riley. “What happened?”
    Riley hesitated, her gaze dropping to the floor for a moment. “What’s the last thing you remember?”
    “Being at the bar.”
    “The Viper’s Nest isn’t a nice place. You shouldn’t have been there.”
    Skye lifted her head to find the source of the male voice, and found the man sitting at a table in the kitchen looking severe and angry. There was a woman with dark curly hair and brown eyes sitting next to him.
    These people were strangers. She was in a strange place, with no memory of how she had gotten there. She needed to get out. Now.
    “We’re friends,” Riley said and put her hand atop Skye’s. “We rescued you from the men trying to make you leave with them and brought you here.”
    Skye frowned. There’s no way she would have left with men she didn’t know. That wasn’t like her. Especially from a bar like the Viper’s Nest with all those vampires.
    Her stomach plummeted to her feet. Vampires. Oh, God. Matthew had left her with all those vampires. Why would he do that? He was getting paid plenty to escort her around such places and ensure she was protected.
    “She’s remembering,” said the man at the table.
    Skye ignored him as she closed her eyes. She searched her mind, trying to fill in the time she was missing between realizing Matthew was gone and waking up here.
    “It’s as if there’s a window blocking those memories,” she explained. “Like it’s iced over so thick I can’t see through it. I know there are people on the other side, but I can’t make them out.”
    “What about voices?”
    This came from a second male. She recognized the voice. She had heard it when she was waking. A shiver raced through her at the rich, seductive sound of it. It took her a moment to focus back on her thoughts. “I can hear someone talking, but